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Me and Bobby McGee
Janis Joplin Lyrics


Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
It rode us all the way to New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no
And, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGhee

From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it
But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for a single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGhee

La da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Bobby McGhee, yeah

La da da da da da da
La da da da da da da
La da da da da da da
Bobby McGhee, yeah

La da La la da da la da da la da da
La da da da da da da da da
Hey, my Bobby
Oh, my Bobby McGhee, yeah

La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Hey, my Bobby
Oh, my Bobby McGhee, yeah

Well, I call him my lover, call him my man
I said, I call him my lover did the best I can, c'mon
Hey now, Bobby now
Hey now, Bobby McGhee, yeah

Woo
La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la la
Hey, hey, hey Bobby McGhee, yeah
La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGhee, yeah

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Fred L. Foster, Kris Kristofferson

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Jett Carlburg

03:53 Drugs played a part, its true

But Janis was bullied and shamed

Because she wasn't pretty enough or feminine enough.

Janis was beautiful and perfect just as she was.

I just wish she could have realized it during her lifetime.

I will always ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Janis forever.



Master Rain

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
It rode us all the way to New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing don't mean nothing, honey, if it ain't free, now, now
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done
Hey, Bobby baby, kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm, hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la, Bobby McGee
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la

La La la, la la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la
Hey, now Bobby, now Bobby McGee, yeah
Na na na na, na na na na, na na na na na, na na na, na na na
Hey, now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah

Lord, I'm calling my lover, calling my man
I said, I'm calling my lover just the best I can
C'mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah

Lordy Lordy, Lordy Lordy, Lordy Lordy, Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord, yeah, whew
Lordy Lordy, Lordy Lordy, Lordy Lordy, Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee



ANAi RAM

Busted flat in Baton Rouge

Waitin' for a train

Feelin' near as faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down

Just before a rain

Towed us all the way to New Orleans



I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna

I was playing soft

While Bobby sang the blues

Windshield wipers slappin' time

I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine

We sang every song that driver knew



Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free

Feelin' good was easy, Lord

When Bobby sang the blues

Feelin' good was good enough for me, mm, hmm

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee



From the coal mines of Kentucky

To the California sun

Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather

Everything we done

Every night he kept me from the cold



Somewhere near Salinas, Lord

I let him slip away

Lookin' for that home I hope he finds

I'd trade all my tomorrows

For a single yesterday

Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine



Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free

Feelin' good was easy, Lord

When Bobby sang the blues

Feelin' good was good enough for me, uh huh

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee



Carla Martínez

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
It rode us all the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no
And, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it
But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for a single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
La da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Bobby McGee, yeah
La da da da da da da
La da da da da da da
La da da da da da da
Bobby McGee, yeah
La da La la da da la da da la da da
La da da da da da da da da
Hey, my Bobby
Oh, my Bobby McGee, yeah
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Hey, my Bobby
Oh, my Bobby McGee, yeah
Well, I call him my lover, call him my man
I said, I call him my lover did the best I can, c'mon
Hey now, Bobby now
Hey now, Bobby McGee, yeah
Woo
La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la la
Hey, hey, hey Bobby McGee, yeah
La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah



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Bethintx1

My sister passed away Saturday. This was one song she would really rock!  I am linking this to my Facebook page in memory of her.

theresa bollman

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Romano Da drummer

Sorry for your loss, she’s jamming out with Janis now

Welsh Warlock

sorry to hear that.. god bless you

Enrique Callejas

I'm so sorry honey

Welsh Warlock

@wendy ortiz my last name is Ortiz 2 we ROCK

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Michael Galey

Sweet Janis kept me sane whilst in Vietnam, She was the Blues Queen in my heart.

Safet Hamzagic

Thank you for your service sir

Julius Bush IV

Michael Galey thank you for your service sir 🙏

Mo Murphy

Thank you for you service❤

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